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Chapter 0348
Roughly two hours later…
In the presidential suite of the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, perched high on the top floor.
Kelvin’s hands shook ever so slightly as he passed the deed of sale to Wanda.
‘T–This is…”
Wanda’s eyes popped wide open, and she leaped from the couch as if on springs.
Was that the deed to Zimler Entertainment Group?!
Alexander had told her to take a break in her room, and just like that, Zimler Entertainment was hers?
Kelvin as
the big boss of the whole shebang?
No way!
“It’s for real.”
Kelvin managed a gulp and a wry smile. “I was pinching myself at first, but it’s no dream. Mister Kane
threw down a refreshing hundred fifty million. Travis is over the moon, and the legal eagles had the
paperwork
wrapped up in two hours flat…”
Wanda clutched her chest, her cheeks aflame with excitement.
It was no fantasy–it was happening!
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Had Alexander really forked over that kind of cash for her? Was he… Did he have a thing for her? Was
that his
grand, wallet–busting declaration of love?
“Oh, and one more thing.”
Kelvin chuckled and scratched his head as he saw the sparkle in Wanda’s eyes, “Mister Kane’s got big
plans
for you. He’s lining up top–notch entertainment gigs, hooking you up with the hottest songwriters to pen
some
killer tracks. Miss Chesire can’t get enough of your tunes.”
Then, like a thunderclap, Wanda’s heart skipped a beat, and the smile that had just begun to bloom on
her
face froze.
Amber?
Was Alexander’s whole play to buy Zimler Entertainment just to have her serenade Amber? He was not
into
her, but all that was just to cheer up Amber?
Did she…not mean a thing to him?
“Kelvin, I need you to take care of the business stuff. I just need a little peace and quiet.”
She inhaled deeply, managing a faint smile. Watching Kelvin’s puzzled look as he turned to leave, she
bit her lip and whispered, “Do you know where Sir Kane might be? Has he…gone back to Ol‘ Mare?”
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Kelvin paused, a crease forming on his forehead.
Wanda had a point.
Mister Kane had not headed back to the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel after making that transfer.
Where in the world was he?
Meanwhile…
A mere six kilometers from the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, in a serene teahouse, Alexander was
savoring his coffee with a contented air. He glanced at George and Ray and asked in a low voice,
“How’s Andrew? Is he all patched up?”
The two men locked eyes for a moment before nodding in unison. “All good.”
Andrew Tannerman, once the right–hand man of Hank Zabaleta of the Ledger family, was notorious for
doing the family’s dirty work without a second thought.
However, it was Alexander who dug up the dormant case, exposing the grim truth behind Andrew’s
sister’s untimely death.
“After he got out of the hospital, Andrew didn’t go back to the Ledgers. He just disappeared,” George
reported as he poured coffee for Alexander.
“Sir Kane, the Severn family has its fingers in a few pies around Zabaleta too. Word on the street is,
Andrew’s been seen by the small–time gangs. He’s stocking up on guns, and rumor has it…even
grenades.”
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Alexander’s eyebrow quivered, his eyes narrowing with interest.
Five years back, Molly was killed after a brutal encounter with Marcus and a pack of privileged brats
from Zabaleta’s elite families–Marcus from the Ledgers, Damyon from the Campbells, and Yasiel
Saunders from the Saunders family.
“Andrew is young, but don’t let that fool you. The guy’s a force to be reckoned with, a real
Grandmaster,” Alexander mused, taking a leisurely sip of his coffee. “With his skills and now armed to
the teeth? I’d say it’s only a matter of time before the big shots from that nasty business get what’s
coming to them.”
George hummed thoughtfully. “If Andrew goes all out, he could turn the world of the three major
families upside down, but…”
Boom!
Somewhere in the distance, an explosive roar shattered the silence, overpowering George’s voice.
A towering inferno almost 20 meters high erupted into the sky, creating a mushroom cloud of fire and
blood that slowly faded away into the heavens.
“What in the world…”
George and Ray, their faces drained of color, sprinted to the window, eyes fixed on the billowing smoke
far away, their pupils shrinking in shock.
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Amid the wreckage of several destroyed luxury armored cars was a figure, his clothes ripped and
soaked in blood, his face smeared with gore, radiating a fierce killing intent.
It was Andrew.
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